Текст песни: E.M.P.T.Y. + перевод

When I’m riding home at night now

I get in so tired

To the saws and bows that spell out

But driving west now, half past five

My skin is cut, my hands are knives

I could be anyone alive

But I just can’t fit and it’s too late to quit

When the night air comes to me

I wonder if the days I’ve lived through count

With the world strung like a rosary

Through faces moving in the crowd

What is the colour and the number

When the happiness begins?

When the knight waits in the laurels

Hesitating

I found a clarity I’d never known

In fag-end weeks before I left for school

The darkness in the pylons and the smoke and creosote

Canceling the faces that we knew

Did they forget the light inside your eyes?

Those simple words, those lover’s sighs?

The hand is dealt, the cards are played

But I just can’t fit and it’s too late to quit

I saw them and I knew them all

Inside a sheet of flame

I saw them and I knew them all

Inside a sheet of flame

When I’m riding home at night now

I get in so tired

To the saws and bows that spell out

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